I Became a Blind Swordsman at the Academy chapter 183

183. I will definitely come back

It was a rainy day.

Edward, who has been knocking on the door since morning, came with the news of Jeto’s death.

I was looking at the bare-faced Jeto, who had his eyes closed.

“…I was wondering how to pretend to be sad.”

I grumbled a little to Zepetty, who was staring at Jeto from the side.

“…Yes.”

“I know it all, but it’s a bit depressing. This is…”

I swallowed the bitterness in my mouth for no reason.

Zetto was covered in a clean cloth, but at a glance it was full of scars.

You tried desperately.

It was a look that made me feel that way.

The problem is that other people don’t know that he is alive.

“Still, you’re back in time, hero.”

Zepetti, who was crying, whispered softly.

Contrary to her expression, her voice was extremely calm.

“I found what I was looking for right away…”

“If it’s what you were looking for… Did you… Find it?”

“Well, I guess so.”

I was a little hesitant.

Should I say it is the secret of the Ludwig family?

After finding out about Jeto’s past, I was in a strange mood.

‘I’m the only one who can break the bonds…’

Don’t think about that, but a question that came to your mind after looking at Zeto’s body in a daze.

“But Zeppetti…”

“Yes.”

“Brother… What if you don’t come back to life until you’re buried?”

From what others were saying, it seemed that the funeral would be held tomorrow.

But it was because Zeto showed no signs of getting up.

Zepetti replied in a sullen voice.

“I have to dig.”

“The miracle of the saintess…?”

“Well… Do you want to dig the ground with the saintess?”

“Zepetti…”

“…I’m joking. I hope you look a little gloomy. Shouldn’t the saintess at least stroke the tombstone? She should be able to sense the energy of life felt beneath the ground. Well, is this so? After all, the ideal time would be a funeral.”

“Will the saintess ever come? Doesn’t she officially have no ties?”

Zepetti gives a firm answer to my question.

“Come.”

“Hmm…”

“Come unconditionally. She will definitely want to see it with her own two eyes.”

“Then I’m glad.”

Zepetti’s tone and voice strangely build trust.

“By the way, what is Zeto doing right now? Unconscious… It feels like he’s sleeping soundly.”

“Well… Maybe you’re meeting God?”

At Je Petty’s answer that followed, she almost laughed at a place where she shouldn’t laugh.

I think she was just about to laugh because she was full of energy.

‘God…’

Fortunately, she was able to stop with a slight smile, but considering the background of my discussion she found out this time, it didn’t seem that absurd.

***

Afterwards, Ray and Zeppetti checked Jeto’s body and quietly left her morgue.

Petty was in tears, and Ray had her head down, not knowing what expression to make.

That said, Ray’s reaction didn’t seem too strange to the others.

Her It was because those who looked at her thought that her age was difficult to understand the true meaning of her ‘death’ because she looked particularly young.

Anyway, the roles of Ray and Zeppetti started from now on. It was because Jeto had entrusted them with something in advance.

Zepetti, crying in Edward’s arms, quickly checked the reactions of those standing in the hallway.

First, it was Eisel.

She was the most important person in this situation.

The Eisel that Zeppetti looked at was literally empty.

Occasionally, he peeks at Zepetty and Ray with complicated eyes. Right now, nothing seemed to catch my eye.

On the one hand, Zeppetti was feeling suspicious.

‘Zetto clearly told her to stop killing herself…’

However, it was because the current Eisel did not seem like someone who would make an extreme choice.

‘Have you had a change of heart?’

Zetto asked for one thing.

If it is judged that Eisel will choose her suicide, she will approach her and spit out her line that Zeto gave her.

Summarizing the dialogue, it was as follows.

How could he give up the life his brother saved so easily?

Since my older brother died because of you, I want you to live at least.

It induces guilt and makes it impossible to end one’s life.

It was a bit extreme and aggressive, but Zeppetti decided it was enough to prevent her from killing herself.

But he also has feelings for Zeppetti.

This method has no problem preventing her Eisel from committing suicide, but it will become an indelible scar on her.

It was one of Jeto’s problems that Zepetty had seen so far.

For the sake of the best outcome, she has ruled out any risk and has been unflinching.

She was my Petty who was thinking of purifying her ways in her own way, but she didn’t even have to say that if Eisel was in that state.

‘Did I have a conversation with Zeto at the end?’

Anyway, it looked much better than Jetto had feared.

Well, as far as not choosing to commit suicide.

In fact, Petty Jeto had already heard from Jeto what kind of abilities Aisel had.

Regressors.

Eisel was a person with the very unique ability to travel back in time upon her death.

Since she was Je Petty, who had obtained data on ‘regressors’ in her own way, she knew what kind of mindset the regressors had.

So, if she chooses to commit suicide, it means that she chooses to return… This couldn’t be considered very good as it is.

The fact that she shows no sign of taking her own life means…

‘…I gave up on Jeto.’

So, Eisel was completely shattered.

Regression is an ability that has tremendous power even if you look at it simply. The power to turn back to nothing what happened, everything that existed in the past.

The power to remember and deal with it.

So even if Zeto died, I could just turn it back and start over.

However, there could be confusion about whether the world could truly have meaning, but even so, it had to be seen that bringing the dead back to life had tremendous advantages.

But she gave up that advantage.

It made the regressors no longer choose to regress.

‘What kind of words did Jeto leave…’

No matter how much he thought about it, Zeppetti thought that there was no way that Zeto could have died without saying anything.

However, this was a very good situation.

Now that the regressor has given up the enormous advantage of reversion, Zeto’s resurrection must have been predestined.

Generally, when something you gave up on yourself is returned to you, it feels much more dramatic.

If that happened, Eisel’s emotions could have gone to the extreme.

That could be an extreme action.

‘You could have left it to me.’

Zepetti, who judged that Zeto had used his hand, thought so.

In the end, the method he told Zepetty was just insurance and preparation in case Jeto didn’t go the way he had hoped.

‘Did he care for Eisel-sama or me… No, maybe both.’

Zetto tried to carry it alone again.

This was also one of his bad habits.

Zepetti, barely holding back a sigh that almost burst out of tears, looked at the next person.

‘Glass Clementine.’

Yuri, who was squatting next to Eisel, was unable to raise her head with her face buried in her lap.

However, there was no sense of anger in his appearance. Yuri seemed to be in control of her emotions.

On the other hand, she is the muddy Kaen that can be seen on the other side.

A man with a swarthy beard, who appeared to be an instructor at the academy, was stroking her hair as she was quietly wiping away tears.

Zetto’s predictions weren’t perfect either.

‘The hero said that Yuri’s work has already been taken care of, so let’s move on…’

Zepetti, who observed them carefully, determined that there was no particular move he needed to take right away.

Contrary to Jetto’s concerns, each of them was coping surprisingly well.

‘If there’s one thing I’m stuck with…’

Things will happen after this.

On the contrary, it was Zepetty who was worried about what happened after Zeto was revived.

Around the time Zeppetti’s thoughts were finalized.

Eisel approached Edward, who was taking Zepetty and Ray with him.

“…Instructor, what will become of these children now…?”

She was the Eisel that Zeto’s younger sisters kept on stepping on in the eyes even when she was unconscious.

As if this was the case with others, the attention of those in the hallway was focused.

Edward opens his mouth soon.

“Now… I don’t have a guardian. I think it’s an issue that needs to be discussed further.”

“…So why don’t I just take care of these kids until then?”

“I… I… Want to help.”

Following Eisel’s voice, Yuri wiped her tears and stood her up.

“……”

Soon after, Kaen came over and nodded lightly to join them.

“…Well, as long as the children’s own will is okay… I don’t think that’s too much trouble.”

Edward answered and looked at Zeppetti, who was weeping, and Ray, who was holding on to Edward’s crotch.

Immediately, Eisel bent her waist and made eye contact with them.

“…How about it? Would you like to stay with the sisters for a while…?”

Eisel tries to smile.

“……”

Petty stopped her crying before she knew it and nodded her head while wiping her eyes.

It was because I thought it would be easier to deal with them if I had to be by their side in case an accident happened.

Well, even if it wasn’t like that… There was no need to reject their good hearts.

***

Did you say that the more you share, the more you can alleviate sadness?

Aisel, Ray, Zeppetti, Yuri, and Kaen end up living together in Aisel’s room for a while.

I was busy with various things preparing for Jeto’s funeral, which was to be held soon, but at night everyone was able to return home.

If it wasn’t for Zeto’s younger sisters, each of them would have had to swallow their sorrows alone, but they couldn’t just let Ray and Zepetty pass by.

We didn’t talk much, but we were definitely comforted by each other.

After all, I was in the same situation.

We were able to understand and empathize with each other.

So it didn’t take much conversation.

It was late at night when the room was dark.

Petty fell asleep exhausted from crying, and Ray fell asleep hugging her doll without revealing much of her feelings.

Meanwhile, the others were having trouble falling asleep.

I went through such a shocking thing… It’s because when I go to sleep now, I can’t erase the thought that Zeto will appear in my dreams for some reason.

Unlike the Zeto that I saw during the day who didn’t even have the slightest hint of warmth… I knew that the Zeto that would appear in my dreams would be waiting for me with a kind smile.

I don’t think I’ll be able to wake up from such a sweet dream.

They couldn’t sleep.

Soon, in the silence of the room, a young voice suddenly reaches their ears.

“…Because I’ll be back…”

The women in her room naturally listened to Ray’s voice that came out of nowhere.

Lay, who had fallen asleep hugging her doll, struggled and talked in her sleep.

“Older brother… Will definitely come back…”

However, the contents made their hearts ache.

She was Ray, who was silent all day.

Being young, she didn’t understand the meaning of death, so she assumed it was that way.

But that wasn’t the case.

She believed Jeto would return… Ray did not cry.

But they knew.

That Zeto is not coming back.

“…”

Eisel struggled to turn her head to look out the window.

“Wow…”

Yuri suffered from a harsh reality that would be difficult for her to accept as a child.

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“…”

Kaen wished for her miracle.

May the poor child’s wish come true.

She longed for such an absurd miracle of hers.

Eisel, who was finally crying, opened her mouth.

“The rain… Won’t stop…”

With the sad sound of rain hitting the window like that, the quiet cries of the three women filled the room.

***

After a close battle with Murka, I managed to get along with him…

…I opened my eyes.

He was obviously losing consciousness.

I couldn’t see anything.

But what is this?

Wasn’t she talking to Eisel just a moment ago? Then, suddenly, my eyes opened.

However, it was still the same thing that I couldn’t see anything. All around was filled with pitch black darkness.

“…Ugh.”

What’s even more bizarre than that is that he was able to stand up normally.

‘The left arm…’

The severed left arm was also intact.

I no longer felt the excruciating pain that felt like my limbs were being torn apart.

I felt my stomach.

There are no holes.

It was only then that I realized.

I am dead.

That was all.

I came to an extremely simple conclusion and narrowed my eyes to grasp the situation.

‘Then where is this place? Afterlife…?’

Is it hell or heaven?

It doesn’t matter much either way.

Then I groped my eyes out of habit.

It was a daily act that I do every time I wake up or come to my senses.

But there was no ‘bandage’.

I couldn’t touch the bandages that always covered my eyes.

Why?

There were not one or two questions that came to mind.

At that moment, I was wondering if the afterlife was like this.

ㅡKeying!!

A ray of light radiated towards me in the endless darkness.

The pure white light was so dazzling that I had to put my hand up to cover my eyes.

At the same time, light was emitted and things that were hidden in the darkness began to be seen.

Innumerable unknown hands protruding from the pitch-black floor were slithering around me.

Not only on the floor, but also on the walls and ceiling, the outstretched hands seemed to be trying to grab me.

‘This energy…’

However, because the energy he felt was familiar to him, he was not avoiding it.

[ …My child, come here. ]

Soon, a voice resounded in my head.

The sweet voice belonged to a woman, but it was not the voice of an acquaintance.

And despite the voices echoing in my head, I naturally knew which direction to go.

It was the place where the light was emitted.

The owner of this voice is said to be there.

I simply had that intuition.

“Hmm…”

A strange phenomenon that struck in succession.

I wondered if there was any point in asking more questions, so I immediately cleared my head.

I walked towards the light, avoiding the grips that were trying to grab my ankle.

I felt like I should have a conversation with ‘her’ who was waiting for me on the other side.